On the battlefield, the black army was like a frenzy, and the white army relied on its geographical advantages to defend passively.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that if there is no accident, there is almost no suspense about the outcome of this battle.

He Zongyuan, the commander of the Black Army, had white hair flying, and the enemy was quickly defeated wherever he passed, like the brightest star on the battlefield.

"How can we turn defeat into victory?"

Xiahou Gang was anxious, his eyes kept flickering, and after seeing the battle flags fluttering on the enemy's territory in the distance, his heart moved.

Because the middle ground has fallen, the miasma that obscures their vision has disappeared, and they can clearly know where the battle flag of the opponent's territory is.

At the moment, the enemy army is all frantically attacking them, and their territory is empty, and there is not even a person to guard it.

"It's an opportunity, the rules of the game are that if you capture ten flags in the enemy's territory, you win, and if you can beat the boss, you only need five shots......

Xiahou Gang was excited, what if he occupied the middle ground, if the nest was taken or lost, although the commander of the other party was brave and good at fighting, he obviously lacked consideration.

Thinking of this, Xiahou Gang quietly passed down the order, ordering several White Army monks, who were good at concealment and speed, to quietly cross the middle ground and advance towards the enemy camp with all kinds of magical powers.

It's not that hard, the battlefield is chaotic at the moment, and there is a lot to be done.

"It's up to you, and I, as long as I can solve that guy!"

After Xiahou Gang finished giving the order, he looked at the white-haired commander of the enemy army with high morale.

The other party's cultivation is the second stage of the gods, similar to himself, judging from the previous opponent's shots, the combat power is probably higher than him.

But this advantage, with the opponent's successive battles, will be greatly weakened, he just needs to wait for work, pick a good time to make a move, and he can take the opponent down.

Xiahou Gang calculated in his heart, thinking that he was in control of everything, so he regained his composure.

"Ahhh

Not far in front of Jiang Xuan, Wu Yinjian wrapped his hands around chains, and the top of the chains was tied with extremely heavy iron balls, each ball heavier than a mountain.

He took full advantage of his great strength, swinging iron balls one after another, smashing enemies out one by one.

He was an excellent imperial soldier, and he single-handedly blocked a large number of enemy monks, greatly relieving the pressure on the White Army.

Jiang Xuan watched him continue to show off his strength like a beast, and then looked at the other monks of the White Army, and judged in his heart: they were doomed!

Wu Yinjian's strength will be exhausted, his bravery can't last long, and the performance of the imperial soldiers in other directions is even worse than him.

If nothing else, within half an hour, the White Army would have been completely annihilated.

And he, because he didn't receive the order, could only stand on the spot and stand by, if he shot at will, he would be regarded as disobeying the military order and eliminated by the sinister coach.

Jiang Xuan was not afraid of disobeying military orders, but he didn't want to be eliminated by Xiahou Gang on trumped-up charges as soon as he made a move.

Therefore, in a chaotic situation, he must wait for the right moment.

"What would you do?"

Jiang Xuan muttered, he had been observing the movements in Xiahou Gang's direction, as well as any unusual movements in the team.

As the most "idle" person on the entire battlefield, Jiang Xuan quickly noticed that several people on his side had disappeared.

The purple compound eyes in his eyes lit up, and with the penetration of powerful divine sense, Jiang Xuan quickly discovered a few people sneaking forward.

As the killer of the Assassin League, this stealth ability of several people is not enough for him at all.

"I see, Wei Wei to save Zhao, is it a salary at the bottom of the kettle?"

Jiang Xuan looked at that Xiahou Gang again, and found that his gaze was staring at He Zongyuan, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

Without anyone noticing, Jiang Xuan's hands quietly sealed, and a black shadow quickly lurked out from the place where he was standing......

"It should be almost. ”

Xiahou Gang estimated the whereabouts of several strange soldiers, and saw that He Zongyuan's side had opened a gap in the defensive line, and finally stepped into the battlefield in person!

"Boss to boss! I'll fight you!"

He let out a loud shout, and the majestic divine power of the second peak of the god spirit on his body exploded, like an arrow breaking through the air.

The commander of the White Army finally joined the battle, and the White Army, which had been retreating for a while, was a little refreshed.

"You're the boss?"

He Zongyuan's thin face was expressionless, and when he saw Xiahou Gang killing, he turned his hand and shook a few minions away, and greeted him.

Boom Boom!

For a while, the two sides were entangled in a fight, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was restless.

At this time, several strange soldiers of the White Army finally lurked into the territory of the Black Army, and no longer hid their traces, and rushed towards the location of the ten-pole battle flag!

The enemy's hinterland is empty, as long as they move quickly and take down all the battle flags, they can make a great achievement!

"Hahaha, reckless, throw all your forces into the front, and now you lose!"

Seeing the successful arrival of his strange soldiers, Xiahou Gang couldn't help but be overjoyed for a while, and laughed during the fight.

Hearing this, the faces of many monks in the Black Army changed, while the monks of the White Army all showed joy!

"Split up, this task is very easy, this time we have made a great contribution!"

Several strange soldiers looked excited, and they were about to split up to get the battle flag.

Unexpectedly, on the ground, a thousand-foot-long black gas suddenly rose up!

"What's going on?"

Several people were shocked for a moment.

"Who says there's no one to defend here? Defense, I'm enough alone. ”

In the black air, a tall man with black hair slowly walked out, exactly like the white-haired He Zongyuan on the front line!

"Why are you here?

The expressions of several White Army soldiers changed drastically.

He Zongyuan, who has black hair, is surrounded by black air, like a demon god.

The white-haired He Zongyuan was full of white energy, like a god.

They all clearly saw the heroic fighting posture of the white-haired He Zongyuan in front of them, and they didn't want to clash with him head-on at all.

"Don't be afraid of him, can this clone be as strong as the deity, kill him together!"

A monk said with a fierce expression, and several people nodded, and rushed forward collectively, each showing their magical powers.

"Roar!"

Facing the few people who rushed to kill, the black qi on He Zongyuan's body roared, like a thunderbolt roaring, and he slapped a palm in the blink of an eye!

Bang bang bang!

With the surging divine power, several monks were instantly shocked and flew out, spitting blood from their mouths!

"Oh no!"

Xiahou Gang, who was fighting with the white-haired He Zongyuan, felt this scene from afar, and his face couldn't help but change.

He didn't expect that the enemy commander would still have this hand!

"It's over!"

The white-haired He Zongyuan grabbed the moment when Xiahou Gang's mind was in turmoil, and the vast divine power slapped one of his shoulders.

Click!

For a while, the sound of bone cracking came, and Xiahou Gang wailed and flew out.

Sou.

He Zongyuan's speed was extremely fast, his body turned into a white wave of qi, and he was behind him again in the blink of an eye.

"A guy like you can be a manager?"

He said coldly, and then pointed at Xiahou Gang's back!

Boom –

His fingertips were like a huge force that gave birth to the destruction of the universe, and exploded directly behind Xiahou Gang, and Xiahou Gang only had time to scream, and the protective shield on his body was instantly shattered, and he was directly out!

For a while, the commander of the White Army was destroyed, and several strange soldiers were also suppressed by the black-haired He Zongyuan, and there was no hope in sight!

"It's over......"

"We lost ......"

The commander of his own side was killed by the enemy's commander in just a few breaths, and the original Qice also failed, and for a while the White Army was completely weakened, and the defense line was even more collapsed.

"Haha, lost, lost a mess!"

Outside the battle chessboard, Wei Chihong laughed, the black army he was in charge of was simply completely crushing the white army.

"What a straw bale!"

Zhao Ke'er's pretty face was cold, the white army lost too completely, and she had no ability to fight back at all, so her face was gloomy.

"Hey, it seems that there are still variables. ”

A group of martial god guards stared at the battle chessboard, and suddenly found that in the territory of the black army, in front of the black-haired He Zongyuan, an unexpected person appeared at some point.

The black-haired He Zongyuan used a thunderous trick to kill the last strange soldier of the White Army, but the whole person suddenly looked at him, turned around, and looked at the figure that appeared on the ground!

Ahead, an old man with gray hair was watching him quietly.

In the past, the two most competitive geniuses crossed time and space, crossed planes, and met again on a similar battlefield.

Jiang Xuan looked at He Zongyuan and didn't rush to make a move. He has always had a trace of respect for the existence of friends and foes.

The black-haired He Zongyuan in front of him was the one he had seen in Xuanyuan City, and he was different from the white-haired He Zongyuan.

Is one of the two doppelgangers?

Jiang Xuan was skeptical about this, the only thing he could be sure of was that over the years, many things that he could not have imagined had happened to He Zongyuan.

"Brother He, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

Jiang Xuan took the initiative to speak, his eyes deep and dark.

"Jiang Xuan, I didn't expect to meet you here. ”

He Zongyuan spoke, his tone cold and hard.

"It seems that you have not forgotten me. ”

Jiang Xuan sighed inwardly, He Zongyuan remembered his name, which verified Wujizi's statement. He didn't forget them, but he was too successful in the cultivation of the emotion-forgetting technique, and cut off the emotions that he should have.

"Forget it, your team is going to lose. ”

The black-haired He Zongyuan said unkindly, and when he spoke, the white-haired He Zongyuan defeated Xiahou Gang, and went straight to the battle flag of the white army with a momentum like a bamboo.

And the White Army, except for a few monks who are still holding on, is almost defeated, and many have given up hope.

"It's too early to talk about losing. ”

Jiang Xuan's eyes flickered and he looked at the battle flag fluttering behind He Zongyuan.

"Oh, do you think you'll be able to break through my defenses, or do you think you'll need less time to break through than it will take me to pull out all your flags?"

The black-haired He Zongyuan said coldly, this will be kung fu, the white-haired He Zongyuan has already entered the hinterland of the white army!

"Brother He, even though you have neglected the friendship between us, have you forgotten that I have never liked to admit defeat?"

Jiang Xuan smiled, and in the hinterland of the White Army in the distance, a loud sword groan sounded, and a Tianyuan sword qi rushed straight into Xiao Han, instantly forcing the nearby white-haired He Zongyuan to retreat!

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Xuan's deity, who was carrying the Demon Ruler, broke through the air and stopped the other party's road!

Two Jiang Xuan, two He Zongyuan, a confrontation in the air for a while!

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